1. |
Fall Back Down (Rancid)
03:10
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Don't worry about me, I'm gonna make it alright
Got my enemies crossed out in my sight
I take a bad situation gonna make it right
In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light
You see it's our style to keep it true
I've had a bad year, a lot to go through
I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue
She's not the one coming back for you
She's not the one coming back for you
If I fall back down, you're gonna help me back up again
If I fall back down, you're gonna be my friend
[x2]
It takes disaster to learn a lesson
You're gonna make it through the darkest night
Some people betray one and cause treason
We're gonna make everything alright
Well the worst of times, now, they don't phase me
Even if I look and act really crazy
I went way down, she betrayed me
Now my vision is no longer hazy
I'm very lucky to have my crew
They stood by me when she flew
I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue
She's not the one coming back for you
She's not the one coming back for you
If I fall back down, you're gonna help me back up again
If I fall back down, you're gonna be my friend
[x4]
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2. |
April 26, 1992 (Sublime)
03:17
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April 26th, 1992,
there was a riot on the streets,
tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV,
while I was paticipatin' in some anarchy.
First spot we hit it was my liqour store.
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford.
With red lights flashin' time to retire,
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.
Next stop we hit it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make that window drop.
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
Hey!
(call fire, respond mobil station.
alamidos in Anahiem,
its uhh flamin up good.
10-4 Alamidos in Anaheim)
Never doin no time
When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings.
So once again we filled the van until it was full,
since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable.
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here,
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year.
Some kids went in a store with thier mother,
I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers.
They said it was for the black man,
they said it was for the mexican,
and not for the white man.
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King,
It's bout this fucked up situation and these fucked up police.
It's about coming up and staying on top
and screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop.
It's not written on the paper it's on the wall.
National guard??!
Smoke from all around,
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3. |
Fleas (NOFX)
01:34
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April 26th, 1992,
there was a riot on the streets,
tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV,
while I was paticipatin' in some anarchy.
First spot we hit it was my liqour store.
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford.
With red lights flashin' time to retire,
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire.
Next stop we hit it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make that window drop.
Finally we got our own p.a.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
Hey!
(call fire, respond mobil station.
alamidos in Anahiem,
its uhh flamin up good.
10-4 Alamidos in Anaheim)
Never doin no time
When we returned to the pad to unload everything,
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings.
So once again we filled the van until it was full,
since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable.
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here,
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every year.
Some kids went in a store with thier mother,
I saw her when she came out she was gettin some pampers.
They said it was for the black man,
they said it was for the mexican,
and not for the white man.
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King,
It's bout this fucked up situation and these fucked up police.
It's about coming up and staying on top
and screamin' 187 on a mother fuckin' cop.
It's not written on the paper it's on the wall.
National guard??!
Smoke from all around,
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4. |
Lonely (Pepper)
03:48
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Tired and confused
Well, now you're running from the west
Yes, your heart, it's so abused
But does your mind need a rest?
Oh darling
I wouldn't cry, it might make a flood
And I don't know if I can swim that good
No, I wouldn't cry, that might make a flood
And I don't know if I can swim that good
I've been lonely, only
When I stop to think about you
So I don't stop, I just keep on
Trying to keep my head above these blues
Yeah, we're down here in Rome
But we're longing to come home
You know the last train is gone
You know the last bird has flown
I wouldn't cry, it might make a flood
And I don't know if I can swim that good
No, I wouldn't cry, that might make a flood
And I don't know if I can swim that good
I've been lonely, only
When I stop to think about you
So I don't stop, I just keep on
Trying to keep my head above these blues
I keep my head cooled down and woman, I'd fall out
If that gets me back there to you
So I keep my head above when things start to get rough
Your picture's never, never, never, never
Lonely, only
When I stop to think about you
So I don't stop, I just keep on
Trying to keep my head above these blues
I've been lonely, only
When I stop to think about you
So I don't stop, I just keep on
Trying to keep my head above these blues
I've been lonely, only
When I stop to think about you
So I don't stop, I just keep on
Trying to keep my head above these blues
Last train is gone
You know the last bird has flown
Read more: Pepper - Lonely Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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5. |
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Up in the morning and out to school
Mother says there'll be no work next year
Qualifications once the Golden Rule are now just pieces of paper
Just because you're better than me doesn't mean I'm lazy
Just because you're going forwards doesn't mean I'm going backwards
Well if you look the part well then
You'll get the job in last year's trousers and your old school shoes
The truth is son it's a buyer's market they can afford to pick and choose
Just because you're better than me doesn't mean I'm a lazy
Just because I dress like this doesn't mean I'm a communist
Well the factory's are closing and the army's full
I don't know what I'm going to do
But I've come to see in the land of the free
There's only room for a chosen few
Just because you're better than me doesn't mean I'm a lazy
Just because you're going forwards doesn't mean I'm going backwards
Well at 21 you're atop of the scrap heap
At 16 you were top of your class
Well I dropped outta high school in Campbell, California
Got a guitar and I never looked back
Just because your better than me doesn't mean I'm a lazy
Just because I dress like this doesn't mean I'm a communist
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6. |
Poison (Rancid)
01:08
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Like Chaucer's
Canterbury Tales
When three men find a pot of gold
and end up killing one another in the name of greed
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them
Yeah they're poison
Admissions of liabilities
I'm living in my own private cold war
In a room full of spies and I cannot find the door
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
And I'll stare in their eye to annoy them
Yeah they're poison
The violent aspects of a tattered man
Let me respond to that if i can
Illuminated Manuscripts written by hand
Accusations have been made form the very beginning
Some people are poison
Under my skin like opium
And I'll stare in their eye to an
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7. |
Oz. Of Love (Rome)
02:12
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I remember the first time we met,
we laughed so hard our eyes turned red
skipping school said fuck drivers ed
so we jam to the grateful dead yeah
when your around baby time slows down
role up the windows and just drive aro-a-a-und
your always there when i need you the most
you light me up light me up lets go!
Chorus
can i get an oz of love
this weeks been a little ruff
taste you once but its not enough
so come give me an oz of love like
]:eh eh eh eh oo o o o oz of love yeah:[ 2X
Verse 2
they tried to say that your no good for me
say what you want because i wont believe
when you role up you no u smell so sweet
you rub my lips everyday of the week
im never ever gonna let you go
my inspiration in the studio-o-o-o
and when your gone i cant sleep at night
but your never gone so i sleep just fine yeah
Chorus
Bridge
]:ay-o i wanna breath you in
ay-o so give me some loving yeah:[4X
Chorus
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8. |
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Who would've thought that the dreams come true?
And who would've thought I ended up with you?
And who would've thought what they said was true?
But it was and you are, light in darkness come through
Silhouetted palm trees backing it up against the sky
Echo Park sunset, an ambulance drives by
But someone went down
And I wonder who
Faces flash forward, it could be anybody I knew
So I drank like a fish and I crawled like a rat
Through the city of shit I ended up on my back
But I can't believe you're with me after dark
So let it come together in Echo Park
And I say
Who would've thought that the dreams come true?
And who would've thought I ended up with you?
And who would've thought what they said was true?
But it was and you are, light in darkness come through
A red flag and your body wins
Or a snake bite, gotta start again
So I'm fucked up and watching TV all day
I don't wanna see what Ricki Lake gotta say
And it hits me when I'm alone, I'm an angry man
I start singing to myself I got dealt a shitty hand
With all these feelings my heart could explode
So is it not fear, knowing it all
And I say
Who would've thought that the dreams come true?
And who would've thought I ended up with you?
And who would've thought what they said was true?
It was and you are, light in darkness come through
Nah nah nah nah nah
Who would've thought that the dreams come true?
And who would've thought I ended up with you?
And who would've thought what they said was true?
But it was and you are, light in darkness come through
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9. |
Hold On (Tim Armstrong)
03:23
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I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
And if you choose to leave me, girl, I'll understand
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
Just like the Mississippi
Our journey starts in Minnesota
Take I-35 to 90
Soon through South Dakota
Big hi to that country road
Are we gonna make it on down?
She said yeah, Tim, good to see ya
Hope you all stick around
The futures not the hardest to see
Do what you do girl
But please don't leave
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
And if you choose to leave me, girl, I'll understand
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
Get down when I wanna, man
Get through the darkest night
We were born to ride, now baby
Ride until the morning light
Took a trip down to Kansas
Missouri, then Arkansas
Stayed with her sister
That girl's above the law
The futures not the hardest to see
Do what you do girl
But please don't leave
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
And if you choose to leave me, girl, I'll understand
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
It's a mad house, baby
Fast women, cocaine and booze
Toughest of the roughest
I got nothing to lose
Before I met ya
Everything was going wrong
It been a long journey now
Girl I wanna take you home
The futures not the hardest to see
Do what you do girl
But please don't leave
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
And if you choose to leave me, girl, I'll understand
I'm gonna hold on to you as long as I can
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10. |
The Brews (NOFX)
01:37
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Friday night we'll be drinking Manischewitz
Going out to terrorize Goyim
Stomping shagitz, screwing shiksas
As long as we're home by Saturday morning
Cause hey, we're the Brews
Sporting anti-swastika tattoos
Oi Oi we're the boys
Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois
Orthopedic, Dr. Martin's good for
Waffle making, kicking through the shin
Reputation, gained through intimidation
Pacifism no longer tradition
Cause hey we're the Brews
Sporting anti-swastika tattoos
Oi Oi we're the Brews
The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead Hebrews
We got the might, psycho mashuganas
We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones
Chutzpah driven, we battle then we feast
We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat
We're the Brews
Sporting anti-swastika tattoos
Oi Oi we're the boys
Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois
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11. |
Mr. Brown (Bob Marley)
03:55
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12. |
Antennas (Rancid)
01:24
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Your selling sexism your selling racism
your selling anything you get your fucking hands on
An understanding, you got a plan in a
Presentation to advertisers who demand it
When you plan that
Your antennas are pointed in the right direction
You make a deal in any situation
So with no evacuation
Let California fall into the fucking ocean
Oh they talk to ya, Oh your the town man
High profile Hollywood scum-bag
It's a done deal, signed and sealed
Deal makers making it all happen
When you plan that
Your antennas are pointed in the right direction
You make a dead in any situation
So with no evacuation
Let California fall into the fucking ocean
Let California fall into the fucking ocean!
Let California fall into the fucking ocean!
Let California fall into the fucking ocean!!!
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13. |
Crazy Love (Pepper)
02:27
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She loves the party, I can see
Her dress is worn perfectly
A speaker shuffle her dancing feet
My tongue trips me up when I speak
Now she's the type of girl that could only be trouble
Looking the part, from the start she hands me a green bottle
She asks me for the time, I reply no thanks I'm fine
Then she laughs and asks what I was thinking of
I want a part of your crazy love, it's really all I am ever thinking of
I need a part of your crazy love, it's a crazy love, it's a crazy love
Not so hard to persuade
She gives a smile puts it away
And that's enough for me too
Do what you want to do
Soft spoken hanging thru the morning
Really don't pay attention to the breakfast she's burning
The food is on my plate, I lie and say it's great
Then she smiles and asks what I was dreaming of
I want a part of your crazy love, it's really all I am ever thinking of
I need a part of your crazy love, it's a crazy love, it's your crazy love
I'll finish the dishes put on some records if you know how
Makes the selection singing dread natty dread now
She threw me again, again extended don't let it in
This is exactly what I was thinking of, whoa yah
I want a part of your crazy love, it's really all I am ever thinking of
I need a part of your crazy love, it's your crazy love, it's your crazy love whoa
I need a part of your crazy love, now baby just give me, baby just give me
Your crazy love
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14. |
Old Friend (Rancid)
01:38
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[Chorus:]
Good morning heartache
You're like an old friend
Come and see me again
Look up you're in Cleveland again
A solid line that never ends
I've got stories you'll never believe
And i know it i wear it on my sleeve
There must be somethin' about you that I liked but
Right here in the rain you know it just don't seem right
I always go out I never hide but in Cleveland
I should have stayed inside
[Chorus]
Testify my love for you
I know it runs deep through your body too
From the cold blacktop to the hot concrete
The old tan van it ain't so sweet
Somewhere in America in the city at night
We were far from home but you know it was gonna be alright
The unfortunate get prayed on by vultures eyes
86 cents in these pockets of mine
And you can take my money,
You can take my time,
But you can't take my heart it's in the city behind
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15. |
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High school seemed like such a blur
I didn't have much interest in sports or school elections
And in class I dreamed all day
About a rock 'n' roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far
Y'know she never seemed to notice
That this silly school-boy crush wasn't just pretend
Chorus:
Life goes by so fast
You only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it's past;
(it's the) story of my life
And I went down to my old neighborhood
The faces have all changed, there's no one left to talk to
And the pool hall I loved as a kid is now a seven eleven
I went downtown to look for a job
I had no training, no experience to speak of
I looked at the holes in my jeans and turned and headed back
Chorus
Good times come and good times go
I only wish the good times would last a little longer
I think about the good times we had and why they had to end
So I sit at the edge of my bed
I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw love song
Wonderin' bout what you're doin' now and when you're comin' back
Chorus
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16. |
Lonely End (LBDA)
03:17
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I make my own rules, I open my own doors
I try to be on point yes I go there everyday
You see me on the streets, I go by many names
I hear the people think I am strange
I live my own life I'll do it my own way
My actions and my words make my momma say
"Boy you better watch out cause I got my eyes on you"
When your caught there's nothing you can do
When I got caught I didn't care
This might be hard to understand, my friend
Let the humble be ground and beneath thee feet, as they kill over colors
Love is not as simple as love on the streets, so don't cry for my brothers
Better watch your back, try not to stay
When the shit goes down you better be away
When the night falls it's time to say your prayers
So I got caught, I didn't care
This one might be your lonely end, my friend
This might be hard to understand
This one might be your lonely end, my friend, my friend
This one might be your lonely end
This might be hard to understand my friend, my friend
Read more: Long Beach Dub Allstars - Lonely End Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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Well, when I was young
I was so full of fear
I hid behind anger, held back the tears
It was me against the world,
I was sure that I'd win
But the world fought back, punished me for my sins
Well I felt so alone, so insecure
I blamed you instead made sure I was heard
And they tried to warn me of my evil ways
But I couldn't hear what they had to say
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
And I think about my loves,
well I've had a few. Well I'm sorry that I hurt them,
Did I hurt you too?
I took what I wanted
Put my heart on the shelf
But how can you love when you don't love yourself?
It was me against the world
I was sure that I'd win
The world fought back, punished me for my sins
And they tried to warn me
Of my evil ways
But I couldn't hear what they had to say
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
I was wrong, yeah
I was wrong
I grew up fast
And I grew up hard
Something was wrong from the very start
I was fighting everybody
I was fighting everything
But the only one that I hurt was me
I got society's blood running down my face
Somebody help me get outta this place
How could someone's bad luck last so long?
Until I realized that I was wrong.
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
I realize now that I was wrong
I was wrong
Self destruction's got me again
I was wrong
The only one that I hurt was me
I was wrong
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18. |
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Tell me what you're friends call you, and let's save some time
You've got three different colors in your hair
Is the real one hard to find?
Yeah baby, are you the type that thinks you're right all along?
Well if you want to be my girl, then you've got to be wrong
Most of the time
Things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
Tell me what your favorite movie is of all time
Are you a book worm, or a worm eating apples stuffed on pie? Hey, yeah,
Are you the type of person that would really understand, hey
Are you the type of person always busy making other plans
I tell you, things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
Yeah, baby
Things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
Come on sexy play me
I'll be more than ready
Here to test the produce, taste like strawberry
Little queen of mischief spending all your loot
But I'm picturing you naked, standing in your boots
Now I'm just getting to know you, what you've got for me
Tell me 'bout your parents, 'cause the fruit don't fall from the tree
Yeah, are you bullet proof with your nickels and dimes?
Hey, do you hold the remote and change the channel all the time?
I tell you, things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
I got rambling and rambling is on my mind
Hate to leave you baby, but you're so unkind
Hot tamales, but you let yourself cool down
Rambling on my mind, so I can leave this town
Things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, baby
Things that you love, they can disappear, ooh ooh
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19. |
The Drugs (The Holdup)
01:43
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20. |
Get Out (Sublime)
01:48
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My place is not a home, don't make no difference
But I have found that I need a place to stay
I never listen to what the landlord man say
You should've seen the flops in my house
We were jumping on walls and kicking ceilins
Now a days people listen to me, when I say.."GET OUT"
Hold me and don't let go
Makes no difference that your a ho
Cause I need a place to stay and though disease was just the price I paid.
In days of old that how it used to be, oh yes indeed.
That girl is dead to me now and I say .."GET OUT"
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Sin Etiqueta es sinonimo de buenos tiempos.
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Rancid, Transplants, NOFX y el estilo de vida de California, este trio de Reggae Rock invita al publico a pasarla bien y hundirse en el espiritu del verano en la playa.
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